Your body
enduring height
altitude
gaseous tastes
and work

pushing you
through the thin walls
remembering the intricacies that the day has forgotten
your feet begin to arc up
backwards
as you drift up and through the outer layers

body breaks down shadow
surrounds space

and paycheques
with fresh peace
and air
heavy light – multiplies

and a room
much like yours
shares out your mind
between the night’s humour
and the day’s teeth
devouring their shares
with a coffee
between a shave
and a shower

the morning, easing
‘cos you’re with me
in the steam
letting no one else tell me how it is
‘cos it probably isn’t
anything like that

it’s probably more
like you

like this winter
that i will to end
so i can come home
to the city i found
out of chance
and see you

again.